Do you remember
the racing heart
the angst
the fear
of making
a move
that can never
be undone?
To Hell
with everyone
they don’t
understand
what we had
and could be
Part of me
stood at the brink
of no return
I charged on
I shocked you
rocked you
knocked you
off your feet
I rolled the dice
put it all
on Red
that you
were the one
The stakes high
the timing nigh
I made my move
You later would say
it was the day
you had waited
with breath baited
it was then
that I knew
That I would
never
be good enough
for you
If it matters
I remember
Superman found his phone booth 
Wow! There is a lot going on here, and I loved all of it
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thank you Steve. There is is a lot going on. And I wrote it in 10 minutes
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I believe it. The best stuff is usually the quickest
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Wow Billy! This is amazing! A poem written straight from the heart is a rare and beautiful thing – standing ovation from over here :O) xx
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Thank you
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Wow, Billy. This is incredible. You have touched on the universal but made it personal. You take the reader and force us to follow you. This is …just like Walt said…FUCKING AWESOME!!!
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Coming from you that is the highest praise I could ever get. It just came to me and it is so different than anything I’ve done so far
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That’s what poetry is, Billy. It comes from within, and you just find the words to give it to the world. Boy did you find the words.
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It wasn’t good. It was Fucking awesome!!
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Such accolades from the Tennessee poet! Thank you
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My pleasure.
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There. You have the answer.
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I sent a request to join Morality Park
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Nice. Fingers crossed.
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Nobody really knows, right?
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Was it good?
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